The Donghuang Bell, urged on by the little blood man, quickly caught up with the Qiankun Ring, advancing side-by-side with a whistling sound.
Yang Gongting felt a flicker of fear, but it wasn't over yet.
Mo Qi pointed his hand, and two colossal dragons intertwined, roaring and swaying as they shot forth – the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors.
The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors let out a deafening roar, unwilling to be left behind, and pursued the Donghuang Bell and Qiankun Ring.
Soon, they too were advancing abreast with the Donghuang Bell and Qiankun Ring, neither giving way. Da Feng Fiction Network.
These magical treasures could now attack autonomously (with the little blood man controlling the Donghuang Bell, the Fire Demon controlling the Qiankun Ring, and the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors controlling itself). Mo Qi, however, found himself with nothing to do and took out the Hunyuan Golden Dou.
He merely held the Hunyuan Golden Dou in his hand as a preparation, or perhaps to intimidate the opponent.
At this moment, Yang Gongting was indeed intimidated.
Each of his magical treasures seemed capable of dealing with him, each one so overbearing.
Even more critically, these magical treasures had other controllers.
This was not one-on-one at all; it was clearly four-on-one!
Unfair, so unfair!
At this point, Han Tong'er also felt the unfairness.
Driven by empathy, he suddenly thought that if Yang Gongting were killed, he would be next.
Whatever fate befell Yang Gongting would be his own.
It was even possible that his fate would be ten times worse.
Therefore, Yang Gongting could not die, or at least, he could not watch Yang Gongting die.
At some point, he and Yang Gongting had become like grasshoppers on the same rope, sharing prosperity and suffering together.
Thus, Han Tong'er could no longer sit idly by.
He let out a soft whistle, leaped up, and lunged towards Mo Qi.
Mid-air, his body twisted rapidly, transforming into a black lightning bolt, and attacked Mo Qi.
Shen Xiuzhu, who was helpless against this move, watched with a pale face and shouted from afar, "Be careful, Han Tong'er is coming. Dodge, quickly dodge!"
Mo Qi naturally knew he was coming. He calmly took out the Hunyuan Golden Dou and sent it forward towards Han Tong'er, with the Pangu Banner held behind him, ready to provide support.
At this moment, the colossal waves emitted by the windmill finally collided with the Qiankun Ring and its divine light. The divine powers of both sides collapsed rapidly and withered away.
However, the humming of the Donghuang Bell continued unabated, growing even louder. The sound waves formed sonic booms, whistling forward and causing the windmill's air currents to collapse even faster.
This then affected the windmill itself, causing it to slow down and gradually come to a halt.
As one declined, the other rose. The little blood man continuously struck the Donghuang Bell from its top, the sound waves surging forward without restraint, layer by layer disintegrating the windmill.
The Fire Demon was not to be outdone. He pushed his flames to the extreme, driving the Qiankun Ring to expand more violently and rotate more swiftly.
The divine power surged forward even more madly.
The Golden Flood Dragon Scissors easily broke through. A continuous crunching sound was heard, like the tearing of cloth, as the windmill, composed of rotating black lines, was gradually dismantled.
The black lines snapped inch by inch, their fragments lingering in the air.
Yang Gongting was greatly alarmed and hurriedly continued to channel his black line spiritual power to erupt.
However, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors' assault was fiercer. The little blood man controlling the Donghuang Bell and the Fire Demon controlling the Qiankun Ring also caught up. With their combined strength, they shattered the black lines in an instant.
Yang Gongting scrambled backward, and before his threads could be deployed, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors whistled forward and sliced his body in two.
The Fire Demon, controlling the Qiankun Ring, shattered one half, while the sonic boom from the Donghuang Bell shattered the other.
Seeing the black mist permeating the air, the little blood man hastily urged the Donghuang Bell to retreat.
The Fire Demon, riding the Qiankun Ring, continued to dart back and forth within the black mist.
When it saw patches of black mist about to condense, it would rush over and use its flames to swirl around them, making sizzling sounds like meat roasting and oil bubbling.
When the black smoke turned golden yellow, it would skillfully use its fiery tongue to lick it up and absorb it.
After countless such repetitions, the black mist in the air dared not condense.
It then darted back and forth countless times, using the Qiankun Ring to gather the sparse black mist, gradually condensing it.
Then, after another round of scorching and turning it golden yellow, it absorbed it into its belly.
While the magical treasure pets were busily dealing with Yang Gongting, Han Tong'er flashed like lightning towards Mo Qi.
Mo Qi summoned the Hunyuan Golden Dou, which flashed a dark shadow, like a tongue of flame, engulfing Han Tong'er.
Han Tong'er's body split apart with a rustle, dividing into countless earthworm-shaped threads that moved erratically in the air.
Some continued to charge towards Mo Qi, some swam away to the side, and some retreated in terror in the opposite direction.
The Hunyuan Golden Dou hummed again, flashing a dark shadow and pulverizing the earthworms charging towards Mo Qi.
Some of the earthworms retreating in the opposite direction, unable to dodge in time, were also pulverized.
The Fire Demon came forward to scorch and sweep up any stragglers, neutralizing those earthworms and black mist, preventing their rebirth.
However, the earthworms on the sides disappeared.
Mo Qi immediately felt uneasy. He opened his Heavenly Eye and simultaneously summoned the Pangu Banner, suspending it in the air.
The Pangu Banner was like a gaping pit, with visible threads being torn apart inch by inch, transforming into dense black mist, which rotated and was absorbed into the Pangu Banner.
The Pangu Banner contained its own universe, harboring hidden dangers, capable of tearing space, destroying the heavens and earth, and dissolving everything.
Once the black mist entered, it was slowly melted, with no possibility of regeneration.
Just as Mo Qi was about to urge the Pangu Banner to continue forward and annihilate all the escaping earthworms, he was surprised to find the Fire Demon skillfully decomposing and eliminating the black mist, appearing to do so with ease.
Mo Qi was overjoyed; this was an unexpected discovery!
He never imagined that the Fire Demon would be the bane of those earthworms!
It could completely annihilate them and prevent their rebirth.
Truly, one thing conquers another!
Even the little blood man was helpless, yet it achieved this so easily!
With Yang Gongting and Han Tong'er eliminated, the realm of "Bie You Dong Tian" erupted in celebration!
People gradually realized that Mo Qi's arrival was like the descent of a savior.
He brought hope back to "Bie You Dong Tian," which was on the brink of extinction.
With the great task accomplished, Mo Qi first recalled his magical treasures and then rewarded his troops.
He took out spiritual pills, beast soul pills, and other elixirs, distributing them one by one.
The residents of "Bie You Dong Tian" were all stunned by Mo Qi's magnificent display.
Shen Qian Si stood there in a daze.
Shen Xiuzhu, however, elegantly walked up to Mo Qi, bowed, and said, "Sir, our clan was indeed blind before and offended you. We hope you will overlook our past transgressions and generously help these innocent people of our tribe."
Mo Qi, seeing that she seemed indifferent to Yang Gongting's death, felt a chill and said coldly, "Do you think Yang Gongting was innocent?"
Shen Xiuzhu paused, surprised by his sudden question.
After a brief moment of thought, Shen Xiuzhu said, "He was innocent, yet not innocent."
"How so?"
"As a member of my tribe, he lived an ordinary life like everyone else, without causing trouble. To suffer such undeserved misfortune and become a魅 (Mei) makes him innocent. However, after becoming a 魅, he chose not to commit suicide but to become an accomplice to the 魅, attempting to enslave everyone. Therefore, he is not innocent," Shen Xiuzhu stated with conviction.
Mo Qi pondered for a moment and said, "I also wish to help your people. This mainly depends on whether you can lead me to find that meteor spirit stone that can dissolve the restrictions."
Shen Xiuzhu frowned and handed the spirit stone to Mo Qi, "Can't you use this spirit stone? Why do you need to find another meteor spirit stone?"
Mo Qi took the spirit stone, put it away, and then looked up and said, "As you can see, this spirit stone is only effective when I use it alone. Others holding it cannot achieve the same. So, with so many people in the world afflicted by these restrictions, do you expect me to cure them one by one? How long will that take?"
Shen Xiuzhu's expression turned grim, "Yes, that is a problem. Then I will lead the way for you."
At this moment, Shen Qian Si, who had overheard their conversation, walked over and looked at Shen Xiuzhu with a look of disappointment, "Granddaughter, if you lead them out and they don't come back, what then?"
Shen Xiuzhu appeared indifferent, "If they don't come back, so be it. Compared to before, there is no loss. Originally, our tribe had no hope. If he leaves, he will only take the hope he brought with him."
Someone nearby whispered, "You have been saved, so you can say that. With no restrictions on you anymore, how can you consider our feelings and speak for us?"
Another person added, "She probably wants to leave with them and never come back."
At this moment, Murong Yanran stepped forward and looked at Shen Qian Si, "Clan Leader, why don't you lead the way for my husband, and I will stay as a hostage?"
The Clan Leader shook his head, "No, who knows if he cares about you or not."
Murong Yanran felt a bit awkward, "I, my husband definitely cares about me!"
Mo Qi also shook his head resolutely, looking at Murong Yanran, "What do you mean by being a hostage? I dislike being pressured the most, so I don't keep hostages. You will advance and retreat with me."
At this time, Shen Xiuzhu pleaded with Shen Qian Si, "Grandfather, Sir is upright and honorable. His words are his bond. Let's trust him this once."
Shen Qian Si glared at her, "What do you know? Don't be emotional. You will listen to me on this matter, no need to say more."
Shen Xiuzhu walked away indignantly.
Mo Qi called out to Murong Yanran, "Let's go. We'll find our own way out. Once we find it, we'll leave. Let's see who dares to stop me."
Murong Yanran also nodded, "Yes, let them fend for themselves. A bunch of ungrateful wretches who don't know how to appreciate kindness."
After Murong Yanran finished speaking, she followed Mo Qi's lead and walked towards the other side of the river.
The journey was unobstructed, and indeed, no one dared to stop them.
The two crossed the river and followed the small path forward.
Mo Qi thought that by reaching the edge of the barrier, there must be a way out.
As they walked, Murong Yanran cautiously asked, "In the story you told Yang Gongting, the girl you liked, was it Sister Xue?"
Mo Qi stumbled, almost falling to the ground, "That, it should be."
Murong Yanran was stunned: It should be?
If it is, it is; if it isn't, it isn't. What does "it should be" mean?